Kakuda City Hospital.

Another dead person! A policeman on duty was patrolling on bicycles, and found a man's body in the alley.

After the murder of a female high school student, the police's nerves were tense, fearing that there would be deaths, but they were most worried and even worse things finally happened. When the male body was found, it was cruelly dismembered, with palms and thighs scattered on the ground, and there was a smile on her face before her death.

The body found was quickly pushed to the forensic team from Sendai. Doctors from Kakuda City gathered to cheer, and there were tall men standing beside them, and if they didn't use it, they would waste resources.

Turn on the shadowless light, pull the filter mask, disinfect and put on gloves.

But the black Tibetan did not dissect the corpse. He circled around the corpse twice before standing there.

The Tibetan man turned the sharp scalpel with two fingers. Seeing the cold and cold light, he couldn't help but shrink his head, fearing that the scalpel would suddenly fly up and penetrate him.

"No need to dissection for now, just call the Sendai police."

"What?" The assistant didn't understand the meaning of the team leader.

"It's a supernatural murder. Report it to the police in Sendai. They know better than us." The black Tibetan man pressed his scalpel against his neck and gently slid the stubble on it, "Use my life to guarantee it."

"Yes, yes, yes!!" Assistant Qiren hurriedly took out his cell phone, but he didn't believe it when the team leader said he would guarantee his life.

The Tibetan man pointed at the wound incision on the corpse with a scalpel, as if a butcher was tasting pork.

"It is not our responsibility to deal with supernaturalism, but the identification still depends on our forensic doctors."

"Look at the incision, skin, flesh, blood vessels, and bones on his body. From the horizontal line, there is no trace of unevenness, smooth and very smooth. To do this, it requires not only fast knife, but also strength."

"Very very, very strong strength." The black Tibetan waved his scalpel, "it could cut off ten pieces of strength that could turn his head with one palm."

"And you can see this smile. Before the deceased could react, death had already arrived. Of course, it is not ruled out that it may have been taken psychotropic drugs."

"Prepare a microscope and extract the wound, let's see what kind of material the murderer is using."

The Tibetan man in the middle of the army seemed to be explaining to the doctors under his opponents, but it was actually his own words. The Tibetan man was already immersed in work.

Assistant Qiren returned to the room with the phone in his arms: "Call it, after the call, the Sendai said it will be here soon."

"good."

...

The police in Sendai City have not arrived yet, but the two reporters in Sendai City have driven by the foresight.

The small hatchback car was driving fast on the road, and the modified vehicles roared.

The scenery of the mountains quickly retreated outside the window, and the young man driving in the right driver's seat looked at his uncle in the back seat through the rearview mirror.

"Is there really supernaturality, uncle?" After avoiding a truck, the young man asked in confusion, "It's still in such a remote place."

"Believe in my uncle's judgment."

If the Kairen was in the car, he could recognize at a glance that the newspaper reporter who sat in the back seat was the one he had been providing information for compensation.

"But... the informant also said that there is no supernatural here in Kakuda City? There are too many such suspected supernatural events recently, making it difficult to tell the truth."

"Hey, my good nephew, why are you as naive as your mother?" The reporter with a stubborn man adjusted the camera in his hand. "The other party can't tell us reporters openly, and it's not okay to give money."

"So you have to learn to analyze from the other party's words. That Qiren is too naive. My uncle can tell from his words that he is hiding something. This kind of person who is not very familiar with the world is the easiest to guess."

"I already know that he has concealed something, and then I think about asking for forensic support from Sendai. It will definitely not be a trivial matter."

The young man driving steadily operated the steering wheel, thinking about what he seemed to be a college student who had just graduated and was not very experienced in the world. Is his uncle talking about himself in a roundabout way between the lines?

"But... it's still a bit arbitrary just because of this."

"Arbitrary, what is arbitrary? In the eyes of those who require absolute stability, even if it is a matter of absolute stability, they only see that 10% of the risks. As a journalist industry, what is afraid of is not arbitrary, what is afraid of is that you have no source of information. And for us, from Xiantai to here, it will only cost some fuel. Even if I finally find that I made a wrong judgment, it will only waste a few days and no losses, but if it succeeds, it will be a great achievement."

"Yeah." The young man has admired his uncle since he was a child. He has reported so many things for his death and is still alive now.

He was not dealt with secretly and earned more and more money, otherwise his family would not let him learn from his uncle. After a few months, he also saw how the reporters made money.

Operators from all walks of life cannot complete safety and hygiene in a straightforward manner in accordance with national standards. There will definitely be some mistakes in some aspects, and my uncle's money is "broken" through these small mistakes.

Don't you give me money? Yes, then wait for me to start a relationship and expose you to our newspaper or other colleagues. Under the magnifying glass of the reporters, a little detail can become an intolerable stain. For the sake of their own business operators, they have to give thank-you money unwillingly. But the only thing that my uncle is that he will not say that innocent companies are black and deliberately make things unhappy for other companies.

Urging producers to pay attention to safety and hygiene can actually be said to be doing good deeds? Probably.

"But, uncle. Even if we really shoot it, we have no place to publish it."

"Didi."

The car surpassed the truck driving slowly in front, and the young man called and expressed his gratitude after the lights were called.

"If you can't publish it now, it doesn't mean you can't publish it in the future. You have a long-term vision and the world changes so quickly. Maybe the government will ease the news restrictions in a few days, and then we will have first-hand information in our hands."

"With these first-hand information, the newspapers must not treat us well, and it is okay to sell it to other newspapers."

While talking, the built-up area of ​​Kakuta City had already appeared in front of you, and there was a peaceful and peaceful countryside scene.

Drive into the town, low buildings are lined up in front of you, and the few higher ones are hospitals and other public facilities. The young man driving slowly opened his eyes wide. He sucked his nose violently, his pupils contracted violently, and everything was like a slow motion shot in the movie.

“Skr!!”

He stepped on the brakes with a sudden kick, and the tires rubbed black ruts on the ground.

"Oh! Don't stop so hard, my camera almost dropped, it's very expensive."
Chapter completed!